After lunch, Li Bufan hiccuped, he sat in the tea room and drank tea, while Lu Ming and Lu Xiaoyou entered the study, their ancestors and grandchildren have not had a good time since they met.

It can be seen that Lu Ming likes his granddaughter very much, Li Bufan looked in the direction of the study, he shook his head, sighed, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of hot tea.

Lu Xiaoyou sat down on the sofa chair next to the bookshelf, her hands on the armrests, her legs folded, her back leaned on the back of the sofa chair, and the condescending majesty came to her face.

Lu Ming came in, he paused in his steps, he vaguely sensed something, but he felt that it seemed unlikely.

He gathered his mind, came to Lu Xiaoyou and was about to sit down, when a cold and arrogant female voice sounded:

"When you talk to my mother, are you on her footing?"

Lu Ming, who was about to sit on the sofa chair, stopped his movements and looked at Lu Xiaoyou with a surprised expression.

"What would my mother do with you if she knew you were unruly?"

In the study, Lu Xiaoyou's voice was cold, she was no longer a well-behaved and sweet little granddaughter in front of Lu Ming, her aura changed, like a queen sitting on the throne, waiting for others to bow down to her.

Lu Ming straightened up, and he stood in front of Lu Xiaoyou.

Lu Xiaoyou leaned her head on the back of the sofa chair, and she looked at Lu Ming coldly:

"It's been one night, and you haven't been polite to me at all!"

Lu Ming knelt down on one knee in front of Lu Xiaoyou, his right palm was attached to his chest, his left hand was behind him, and he lowered his head and saluted Lu Xiaoyou.

"Miss You, please forgive me for my offense to you."

Lu Xiaoyou looked at the old man who was half-kneeling in front of her, her eyes seemed to be able to see through the other party's heart.

"Sure enough, you're just a servant."

As Lu Ming saluted her respectfully, Lu Xiaoyou's guess in her heart was confirmed.

Lu Ming lowered his head, "Yes, Lu Ming is just Miss You's servant, it's just...... Miss You, how did you find out? ”

Lu Xiaoyou raised his chin, "When you talk to me, you rarely look at me directly. ”

Lu Ming was stunned, "That's it?" ”

He felt incredible.

Just because he rarely looked directly at Lu Xiaoyou, Lu Xiaoyou noticed that Master Lu Ming of Gusu was not her own grandfather, but just a servant?

Lu Xiaoyou turned her head, her eyes looking out the window.

"Although you have been covering up, when you talk about your daughter, your attitude and tone are completely different from when you talk about my mother.

My mother is my mother, your daughter is a daughter, and the two of them are completely different people! ”

Lu Ming sighed softly, maybe there will be subtle psychological induction between relatives who are related by blood, no matter how well he disguises himself in front of Lu Xiaoyou, Lu Xiaoyou will also feel that there is something missing between them.

Lu Ming sighed even more in his heart, Lu Xiaoyou, who has lived in the Zhu family for 20 years, why hasn't she been changed by the Zhu family's education at all?

put her in the Zhu family so that she could become an ordinary and ordinary person.

When she learned that her grandfather was a master of Chinese culture, she was not confused by appearances. If it were an ordinary person, he would already feel that he had a grandfather who was regarded as a master, and she was already superior in the capital.

Lu Xiaoyou held her chin with one hand, her eyes looked out the window, but she seemed to be looking farther away.

"When I asked Bai Dongye to go to Gusu to look for you, I actually knew that you might not be my own grandfather.

I was just looking up my mother and what kind of person she was, but I found out that my mother actually had two different endings.

In the hospital where I was born, it was recorded that my mother died shortly after giving birth to me.

But Zhu Chengshou told me again that my mother just left, her whereabouts are unknown, but she will come back one day. ”

Lu Xiaoyou looked at Lu Ming, she lowered her voice, and her tone was not resistible:

"Which one is the truth?!"